Butter-fly
“I need the long lens,” I said to R as I scuttled through the kitchen. “There’s a Brimstone on the perennial pea, and they get arsey if you just march up to them.” Which they do, very often, but in … Continued
“I need the long lens,” I said to R as I scuttled through the kitchen. “There’s a Brimstone on the perennial pea, and they get arsey if you just march up to them.” Which they do, very often, but in … Continued
I slept in late today, and by the time I surfaced the bright morning light was already fading. Even with the cloud building though, I couldn’t resist a trip to Cheltenham, where I knew that at least eight Waxwings were … Continued
After wasting the morning on a wholly unproductive trip to Kemerton Lake – the surface of the lake being almost entirely frozen over, despite the fact that it was several degrees warmer today than it had been at the end … Continued
It was a cold but bright morning, so R and I shaped ourselves, breakfasted quickly, and then went off to Croome for a walk. There’s a beautiful old plane tree close to the point at which the shrubbery walk reaches … Continued
After yesterday’s rather dour day, this morning dawned crisp and sunny, and R and I cracked and took a trip to Croome in the car (mine) that already doesn’t have enough fuel for a return journey to Cardiff. While I’m … Continued
The joys of old age – or not. So there I am, earlyish this morning, searching the garden for invertebrates, macro in hand, reading glasses on because I’m soooo long-sighted now, and therefore needing to be no more than about … Continued
This is a rather messy image, I’m afraid, and as such it doesn’t please me. But on the other hand, it’s a photo of something I’ve never photographed – nor yet heard of – before today, so it lets me … Continued